[Kevin Abstract]
Critiques us, critique harsh
Have a barber at my funeral, make sure my niggas cut right
Line-ups like they fresh for a flight, my whole life been glamorized

Some dramatized my sexuality, but baby make it sanitized
Just make the motherfuckers feel it, ´cause it´s hammer-sized
Deep in the Atlanta night, we all felt them Bama skies
Move my niggas to Montana, only keep a landline
Holler if you feel me, this feel like the night that ´Pac died
Finna hire more niggas that look like us
And when the ones around your city turn against you, who do I trust?
I seen them lined up and loaded, some of them boys even look like us
Man, I love my cup, double up, and I fuck my thugs, that´s love (Merlyn)

[Kevin Abstract]

I wanna have it banging, keep it Southern for ya
I wanna hold it down and keep it coming for ya
Right, tell them motherfuckers they cannot control
My life, life, life, life
I wanna have it banging, keep it Southern for ya
I wanna hold it down and keep it coming for ya
Right, tell them motherfuckers they cannot control
Your life, life, life, life (Merlyn)

[Merlyn Wood]
Merlyn fishing in Nazareth, tryna catch a bad bitch
Burning big bushes but they never burn to ashes
Catch ´em with the bass line, bring ´em to my palace
Like how my mind sharper than a Samurai tick

One hit of this make the sky redder than red
Ran for forty nights but I sting like Cassius
Inside her thighs, that´s aurora borealis
That´s my mirror-mirror, missionary secondary
Sorry, baby, baby, know you lookin´ for a hubby
But the blue faces only thing I wasn´t trustin´
Yes, Lord, give it to me, yes, Lord, give it to me
God made melody so I could make money, money

[Kevin Abstract]
And I wanna have it banging, keep it Southern for ya
I wanna hold it down and keep it coming for ya
Right, tell them motherfuckers they cannot control
My life, life, life, life
I wanna have it banging, keep it Southern for ya

I wanna hold it down and keep it coming for ya
Right, tell them motherfuckers they cannot control
My life, life, life, life